Rosewood (2015) Episode Scripts

N/A - Forward Motion and Frat Life

1
Previously on "Rosewood"..
18 years ago,
I showed up at a house
looking for a father who put
his hands on his 9-year-old son,
and that I beat him
within an inch of his life.
After you read this
you're gonna want these.
Donna Rosewood's
not the humming type
unless something's
going very, very well.
Well, a new man would explain
those long phone calls
during her lunch hour.
Y'all need to stop.
His name is Gerald.
He's from Daytona.
And that is
all you're gonna get.
Hi, Gerald.
- What do you think?
- I'm lost.
I don't believe this
because you're the one
who wanted to push
the wedding up.
Iwas afraid to lose you.
But
It's just over?
Villa, I have
to tell you something.
I think it can wait.
I reached out to the M.E.'s
office in New York
and had them pull
Eddie's autopsy report.
- You did what?
- I believe he was murdered.
You think I missed
my own husband's murder?
Get out. Leave. Go. Get out.
[Door shuts]
[Desiigner's "Panda" playing]
I got broads in Atlanta
Twisting dope, lean,
and the Fanta
Credit cards
and the scammers
Hitting off licks
in the bando
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, look like a panda
Going out like I'm Montana
Hundred killers,
hundred hammers
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, panda
Pockets swole, Danny
Selling bar, candy
Man, I'm the macho
like Randy
The choppa go Oscar
for Grammy
Bitch, pull up ya panty
Hope you killers
understand me
I got broads in Atlanta
Twisting dope, lean,
and the Fanta
Credit cards
and the scammers
Hitting off licks
in the bando
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, look like a panda
Going out like I'm Montana
Hundred killers,
hundred hammers
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, panda
Saul: Bus is leaving.
Hey, I'm not hanging around, so
Thanks, but I-I just parked
a few blocks down,
so you can go.
You sure? You don't look great.
Yeah, well, the past two months
of my life have
[Voice breaking] been pretty terrible,
and, uh I, uh
You know,
I could meet you later.
I'm a good listener.
You don't have
to worry about me.
H-Have a good night.
I got broads in Atlanta
Twisting dope, lean,
and the Fanta
[Dog barking]
[Softly] It's gonna be okay.
[Inhales deeply]
[Sighs]
[Siren wails in distance]
["The Love Club" playing]
[Laughter, women cheering]
Be a part of the love club
Everything will glow for you
You'll get punched
for the love club
Everything will glow for you
You'll get punched
for the love club
For the love club
Ooh
[Cheers and applause]
[Electronic music playing]
Rosewood: Wow, Pipp! Wow.
See how big this smile is
you put on my face.
You're always smiling.
True, but look how big this one is.
Yeah, it's like cartoon huge.
Yeah, you know why?
'Cause my baby sister
just got this place
turned up tonight!
You know, you brought me
to a happy place, Pipp.
You really did.
I bought real estate there,
- put up a fence, added a pool
- Oh, enough. Stop! I get it.
Mm-hmm. Hey, what's sibling code
number 99?
- Say "No" to funk.
- Okay, so when I say "funk,"
- Pipp says "No"!
- No.
- Funk!
- No.
- Funk!
- [Chuckling] No.
[Laughs]
He-Hey! Hey. Sorry to interrupt.
Oh, handsome stranger.
Oh, sorry. I like girls.
So, uh, the
The brunette behind me
You see her
in the striped bikini?
She's either been clocking you,
or she's been clocking me.
I just want to make sure
I'm not stepping on your game.
Oh, nah. You're good, man.
Go ahead. Do your thing.
Wait a second. Are you
Billboards, right?
[Laughs] You the autopsy guy?
- Private pathologist.
- Nice! Very cool!
You actually help the, uh, cops
catch the killers, or
Help them?
Oh, no. He thinks he is one.
- Pipp, just
- Oh, yeah!
Chasing dudes down,
busting through doors,
dodging bullets.
Oh, really?
You, uh You carry a gun?
No, he has a partner, okay? Ooh,
and she is a badass detective
Whoa, whoa, excuse me!
We are badass together.
We make our own rules.
We do whatever it takes
to catch the criminal.
- Thank you very much.
- You're welcome very much.
- Wow. Cheers to that.
- There you go.
I'm gonna see what's up
with, uh, striped bikini.
[Chuckles] Enjoy the night.
Yeah. Don't act like
striped bikini isn't hot.
Well, she may be a little
too hot if that's a thing.
- No, that is not a thing.
- It's not a thing?
- No!
- You know what's a thing,
is my sister turned
this place up tonight!
[Laughing]
Yeah, my little baby sister.
[Telephone ringing]
[Elevator bell dings]
[Opera music plays, stops]
Where the hell you been
the last two weeks?
Disney World and Busch Gardens,
mostly Busch Gardens.
I kind of bounced
back and forth.
I, uh heard you handed in
your badge.
I did. Mayor did me a solid
You know, put a good word in
for me
So they knocked me down
to junior detective,
giving me a chance
to earn my old job back.
But until they do, I am not
sitting in the bullpen.
I just can't do it.
You want to tell me
what happened?
No, not really.
Want to tell me, uh, what
happened with you and Rosie?
Not really.
And speaking of your old job,
the new Captain starts today.
Called me in for a sit-down.
I'm a little nervous
about having a new boss.
Me, too.
Hey, maybe he's not
that bad, right?
Villa, it doesn't matter
who or what he is, okay?
I used to be captain here,
and now he's captain here.
Okay? It's human nature
for him to want me gone.
We're gonna be fine.
Damn right we are.
[Sighs]
[Clears throat]
Rosie.
Hey.
What are you
What are you doing here?
I came to meet the new captain.
Yeah, I mean,
I got the call this morning.
- You want this seat?
- No! No, no.
- It's okay. You can sit here.
- No, no, Villa.
- I'll just stand.
- Look, Villa, I-I have to stand.
It's, uh It's, uh, um
It's, like, a circulation thing,
yeah, in the in the hammies.
- Oh, man.
- Yeah, the hammies.
Yeah, it's the blood flow,
hamstrings, thrombosis.
Comes on quick, so I got to stand,
keep the heart pumping,
from my toes up to the head.
Oh, there she is.
Detective Villa? Ryan Slade.
Rosie.
It's good to see you again.
- Again? Wh
- Yeah, yeah. We, um
Party at Moon Beach last night.
[Whistles]
But you didn't tell me
you were gonna be the
new Captain?
I know. I know. Sorry.
I-I'm not stalking you, I swear.
I just figured you'd be there
because your sister
was performing
Girl can sing, huh?
And I wanted to get to know you
without the whole
boss/employee thing,
'cause people
are never black and white.
But you know what, Doctor?
I like you.
Really, I'm a big fan.
[Sternly]
Because I hate the rules, too.
Check this out. We have
a 21-year-old college student
from East Miami University
who was found dead
in a parking structure.
Could be an accident.
It's too early to tell.
Detective Feldheim
was first on the scene.
Word is already spreading like fire
to the teachers and the students.
Rumblings from the Chief is that
this one could be high-profile.
- Why? Who is she?
- I don't know.
You guys are this magical duo,
so you're working the case.
Well, since Feldheim was first in,
- maybe the case stays with him.
- Yeah, see, Feldheim was first in.
You can probably keep the case
with Feldheim.
Yeah, Feldheim. The guy
You know, he's a sweet, sweet
sweet man, but some people
are made out for this,
and some people, like
- Feldheim?
- Feldheim?
Should've just stayed in Oshkosh
and worked on the family farm.
Yeah, he's actually
from Chattanooga.
Close enough.
He's out. You guys are in.
Go. Go put that incredible
chemistry to work.
[Chuckles]
My, uh
My Swingline.
Captain, welcome.
Detective.
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
[Sighs]
An EMU's student's body's coming
in the next couple hours,
so I'm gonna prep fluid and tox.
If you want to get DNA panels
ready to rock,
I've got a surpr surprise
for you.
Okay.
You okay?
Yeah. I'm aces.
What's in the box?
Ah. Subject change.
Suspicious, but I get it.
This here
is a HiSeq DNA sequencer.
It's my gift to the lab
although Rosie paid for it,
and he doesn't know about it.
- So it's a bit of a s
- It's a secret?
[Singsong voice]
Love me some secrets.
Wow.
You haven't talked to Pippy yet.
What? No.
I don't know where she is
or what she's up to, so
Awesome. Guessing she's moved on.
Aah, I hate giving advice.
[Sighs]
But you're gonna give me some.
You need to get back out there.
And soon. You need to see
if you made the right choice,
see if you need to
fight to get your girl back.
Did you do something
to your face?
Uh, I sh I mean, I hav
Maybe I have the Matthew Fox,
"Party of Five"
- thing going on.
- Oh!
- Oh.
- Yeah, it's the whiskers.
It's not super-noticeable.
I'm kind of a hairless wonder.
- Ohh, ohh, do not say
- Hairless wonder.
- Ohh, you did it again.
- Again.
- Yep, I did it.
- You did it again.
Um
You're gonna be okay.
[Scoffs] Am I?
Yeah,
'cause you're like 10 times more
resilient than me, and I'm okay.
Okay.
[Keyboard clacking]
[Car alarm chirps, engine revs]
[Engine revs]
[Sighs]
Oh, hey, Doc.
How fast can you get
blood-alcohol in our victim?
I'm thinking she's wasted,
walking and texting,
misses a step and [Whistles]
bled out is my guess,
but, you know, that's just a guess
until you two work your magic.
Captain, what are you doing here?
Oh, come on.
There's no juice in the office.
I live out on the field, always will.
Looks like I got a front-row seat
to my first Rosie-Villa show.
- I think that
- I think that
I'm sorry. You Okay.
- Go ahead.
- No, no. It's okay, you go.
No, no. I'm still processing, so
- I think that
- I think that
I thought
you were still processing.
Well, I was, but then I finished
processing, so now I'm ready.
You
- I
- Come here.
Look, we got to get
our game faces on.
- We got this.
- Yeah, we do.
- It's like riding a bike.
- I love bikes!
- You do?
- No, I don't.
- Me, either.
- Uh, everything okay?
All right, so we got a severe
laceration on the forehead.
Suggests a clean strike
against the pavement.
Cassie didn't brace herself
before her head hit,
- meaning she was
- She was already unconsciousness
when her head
struck the concrete.
And the blood at the middle
of the stairs backs that up.
I'm not seeing any signs of a
girl being heavily intoxicated.
There's no oily residue
on the skin, no bloodshot eyes.
I'm not comfortable calling
this an accident.
Me, either.
But you're comfortable with
the media having a field day
with a homicide
on a college campus?
'Cause I smell a bit of paranoia
kicking in.
Well, my gut is telling me
that this is a murder.
- Yeah.
- Black and white.
And we don't care
how messy things get.
Cassie lost her life,
and the search for how and why
is the only thing that drives us.
[Chuckling] That
was awesome!
I mean, you guys
I mean, that's
That's very, very good stuff
there, folks.
I mean, go!
Go rattle some cages, guys!
Let's see what shakes out.
- So, that means we're back?
- Yeah, I guess.
S02E01
Forward Motion and Frat Life
[Indistinct conversations in distance]
Hi. The door was open.
I didn't know what
I'm Betsy.
I live across the hall, and
Cassie was your friend.
She was so awesome.
You never think
that something like this
could happen
to someone you know.
Any idea
who Cassie was with last night?
No. I'm surprised
she went out at all.
- She was having a hard time.
- Her mom passed away.
She passed a couple months ago.
She flew home to Wisconsin
for the funeral.
When she came back,
she was different.
She kept to herself.
Well, Betsy, if you hear anything
about who Cassie was with,
give me a call.
You know, everyone on campus
is really freaked out.
I know, and we're doing
everything we can
to catch whoever did this,
I promise.
Thanks.
[Door opens]
Dr. Rosewood. How are you?
I'm good, I'm good.
I'm liking the new addition.
You mean the reception area
or your new receptionist?
Both. Dig the dress, too.
Oh.
I also saw the body.
It was really fascinating.
But I get it now
What you do, why you do it.
I'm just really happy to be here.
[Elevator bell dings]
I'm happy you're here, too.
- Good morning.
- Hey, Rosie.
We ready to fly?
Like a bird.
- Or a plane.
- Or? Anyone?
No? Okay.
Give me the room, please.
[Beeping]
We got you, Cassie.
Show time!
Need scan and screens
on all contusions.
Scope and swab
all the nasal passages.
TMI, I'm gonna need you
to run DNA on this little guy.
- Yeah.
- Mitchie, I need X-rays,
top to toes. I need a full rundown
on all the bone breaks
and internal injuries A.S.A.P.
Done-dizzle.
And until we find a new toxicologist
I'm wearing two hats,
which I personally think
is a pretty good look on me.
Speaking of looks, are you doing
something different today?
Hey, you noticed.
Yeah, I sexed up my locks.
I'm test-driving a new musk.
- Yeah, it's not great.
- It's not, right?
- No, but it could be.
- Right?!
- 90% less musk.
- Yeah, less is moe, fo' sho.
It's called Pure Brawn,
by the way, in case you want
[Coughs] I'm gonna get to work.
We need a dummy.
Yes, we do.
We absolutely Wait, what?
I want to recreate the crime
scene right here, so
- So we need a dummy.
- Oh, I got a great "dummy" guy.
Larry Aubuchon, French-Canadian fella.
He can, uh, rush a body comp
that matches Cassie.
I can have it here within the hour.
Get Larry working.
Villa: I got Cassie's cellphone records!
And speaking of phones,
I don't think hers was broken
from the fall.
I think our killer
purposely shattered it,
maybe because they're on it.
I have forensics pulling
everything they can.
Slade said this case
was high-profile,
and I think I know why
Uh, Rosie wants you to go upstairs.
Sorry.
Rosie, I know that look, okay?
And just belive that I'm ready
to get back to the way things were.
Cool?
Yeah.
Yeah, that's, uh That's cool.
Cool.
Great, so, check it out.
Cassie made three calls
to Mayor Ramon Esparza's office
- the day she died.
- Mayor Esparza? That's my man.
Yeah, he's the most influential
politician to hit Miami
in the last 21 years.
Two words for you, Villa
White. House.
- Well, he's
- White House!
Well, he's also young
and handsome,
and that doesn't mix well with
a 21-year-old college co-ed.
Hmm, an affair.
- That's a bit of leap, isn't it?
- Or is it?
Well, it actually is
'cause I just said it.
You know what? Do me a favor.
Reel in your infatuation
when we interview him, okay?
Oh, come on. Hey, hey,
I take offense to that remark.
I'm very professional, Villa, okay?
Mayor Esparza, my man!
- Mr. Rosewood.
- Nice to meet you.
Real nice to meet you.
Come on in.
- You know I'm a fan of yours.
- Wait, you know who I am?
Of course. I mean, you must have
cleaned up the streets of Miami
- more than I have.
- Oh, see? See?
You trying to make me blush.
You trying to make me blush.
Hey, that DNC speech you said last year
hit me right here in the heart.
Well, I can't take all the credit.
I mean, my right-hand man
James Patton helped write it.
He can pretty much read my mind.
You can read his mind? Jimmy,
that's a good job you did.
[Chuckling] That's a great job.
And what is this? What?
You have housing projects
in good school districts?
See, this right here,
this makes me want to break out
- my checkbook right now.
- Did you bring it with you?
[Laughter] So, so great.
Well, Mayor Esparza,
I hate to ruin the mood,
but do you know this girl?
Cassie Hanson.
I do know her. Yes.
She's dead.
And we think she was murdered.
Perhaps we should, uh, clear the room
and give you guys some privacy.
- I'm not going anywhere.
- Everyone can stay.
It's fine.
I met with Cassie
on a couple of occasions.
I visit college campuses a lot.
The youth vote is central
to Ramon's political success.
When I heard that she had
passed away, I simply asked
that her case would be handled
by our very finest.
See, and I would have done
the same thing. Now, real quick.
Is there any reason why she
would have called your office
three times the day she was killed?
Perhaps to ask for some advice?
I'm just guessing.
Did you ever have
a physical relationship?
No. Never.
Okay, great. Now, one last thing.
We just need to know your whereabouts
- on last night that
- I could check his schedule to see
Nobody needs
to check his schedule.
He was at home, with me.
A young girl lost her life.
You're telling me it was murder,
I'm telling you my door's
always open, no matter what.
And I'm telling you, I'm right
there with you, Mr. Mayor.
I am right there with you.
And I'm liking this pin
with this tie combination,
with the gold
Thank you for your time.
- And then the gold that's in the pin.
- Rosie!
- You working it.
- Rosie.
Thank you.
Mayor Esparza, my man.
Jimmy, you nice with that pen
on that speech. Whoo!
Okay, guys. Wish I could say,
"10th times the charm,"
but I can't,
'cause it still makes no sense.
Cassie's external injuries
are indicative
of her falling down the stairs,
and her internal organs
underwent extreme trauma.
It's like she was physically
assaulted from the inside.
Maybe this has something to do
with it
Halothane, chloroform's ugly twin.
Her oral swabs tested positive.
So someone snuck up behind Cassie,
rendered her unconscious, and
then shoved her down the stairs.
That still doesn't explain
why her insides and outsides
don't match,
unless she had an allergic
reaction to the halothane.
The things that go on
when I'm not around.
I'll be back in a flash.
Oh, excuse me again.
Okay.
- Hi, sweetie.
- Hi, Ms. D.
You taking the break from
all that weirdness downstairs?
No, never, [Laughs]
But I'm just gonna rip
the Band-Aid off here.
I got a call from the Daytona
Maximum Security Prison
this morning,
and they left your video key
for inmate 18920, Gerald Kelly.
So you two can talk
and, you know, just see
each other on screens.
Oh, okay.
Well
I have an idea. I can just
walk away from this forever
and pretend it doesn't bother me
every day.
Many letters come to this lab
People asking for help.
Their cases didn't go the way
they wanted them to go, so
I read them all.
His moved me, so I reached out.
We talk about his case.
Um, Ms. D, all due respect,
what the hell is going on with you?
And what I mean by that
is, what the hell
is going on with you?
Kids are grown, marriage over,
and I have a job around here
doing what?
Do you have any idea
what I do around here?
- What you do around here?
- Mm-hmm.
I do not, no.
So now I feel like I have found
something actually worth doing.
I can't explain it. I just
I just feel compelled
to help this man,
because, with every fiber
of my being,
I believe him.
Hey, Rosie, you taking
a commercial break?
Yeah, no. I'm all right.
What'd he do?
[Sighs]
He's accused of murder.
Yes, I know. I know.
I'm going to tell Beaumont
and Pippy myself.
I'm just I'm just not ready.
Okay? I have my reasons.
Oh, boy.
[Groans] So brutal.
Villa:
Esparza is a real prize
A self-made golden boy
headed straight to the top.
But my gut's telling me
there's something there.
I think all those people
in his inner circle
are protecting him
The wife, the hot assistant.
Why don't you just get
the mayor down here solo,
without the protection?
Give him the full Villa treatment.
Because I have zero evidence
and thought I would avoid
getting fired by you on day one
for interrogating the mayor
because I have a gut feeling
and nothing more.
That makes so much sense.
[Sighs] You know what?
I don't like this guy's face.
Me, either, but he had an alibi.
Detective, do we have
anybody on this table
that is a real suspect?
Not yet, but Feldheim
is canvassing the campus,
and I'm still digging into
Cassie's last 24 hours.
So far, nobody is talking
about who she was with
or where she was last night.
My guess, based on the items
that we found in her purse,
nightclub.
Mm. So should we visit
all 270 clubs in Miami
to see which one she was at?
That was a dick thing to say.
But seriously, I mean, should we
just go to every club in Miami?
You don't need to.
The bracelet.
Worn a few over the years myself.
I got married on a booze cruise.
Wasn't great.
Anyway
be in the basement
if anybody needs me.
[Laughter]
Step back. Saul?!
[Knocks on bus]
It's Miami P.D.!
Why don't you step outside for me?
Wow.
There's almost too much DNA
on this bus.
- Who does this?
- Animals.
That's what I'm telling you.
Well, you seem pretty upset
at those animals.
I still am.
And after they stiffed you on the bill,
- did you go looking for them?
- Damn right I did.
Don't know where they are.
Gave me a fake name.
And you found one of them, didn't you?
Lost your temper, did something stupid.
Maybe to this girl?
Yeah, she was there, but I never
Well, now she's dead.
Dead? What are you saying?
Saul, mind if I get
a closer look at your chest?
Man, I don't care. Whatever.
But I didn't kill that girl,
and these scratches
didn't come from her.
- They came from
- An animal.
Yes.
A wild dog.
A deformed wild dog.
Based on those lacerations,
I think he's telling the truth.
And I also think
that those hair fibers
that I found on Cassie's body,
whatever it was came from this cage.
[Inhales deeply]
Do you have an alibi?
Yeah. Emergency room.
Tetanus shot.
So I don't get friggin' rabies.
And I had to ice-bath my ass.
Your ass? Why?
Those bastards
spanked me like I was
Whoa, whoa! Saul, Saul, Saul,
you got to warn people before
you do stuff like that, okay?
- Please pull your pants up.
- No, no, no, no.
Hold on one sec. One sec.
Not yet.
Man, don't make this weirder
than it has to be.
Hey, Villa, take a picture
of Saul's ass.
Come on, guys.
Right there.
[Camera shutter clicks]
Yeah. Yeah, the bruise patterns
may be helpful.
Just have to magnify those images
when I get back to the lab,
like real big.
Not cool, dude.
Yeah, tell me about it.
So, what else can you tell us
about the party that night?
That girl was getting freaky
with a giant D-bag.
She wasn't into it.
It got heated. She got off the bus.
Can you describe that guy to us?
He spanked me.
So, yeah, I got a good look
at the bastard.
- Thank you.
- Oh, I'll take that.
I have the same animal cage
at my place.
Hey, I have a pet owl.
What do you have?
I don't have a pet.
Pretty adorable, Mitchie.
- It's case related.
- It's case related.
I'm sure it is.
- So, late lunch?
- Not exactly.
Hmm. Not exactly.
So, I have you whispering to TMI
and not exactly taking a late lunch.
Son, I'm fine.
So, who was she?
- The victim.
- Cassie Hanson.
She was a young student
with an incredible future.
Recently lost her mother,
and that was the only family she had.
That's why it's up to me
to fight for her.
I'm so proud of you.
Being there for someone when
they don't have anyone else.
Love you.
[Door opens]
Cassie's medical records are clean.
Injuries still don't make any sense.
The amount of hands
that were on this sex doll
also doesn't make any sense.
You know what does make sense?
I tested the animal hair
that was on the bus,
and turns out
it's not from a wild dog.
- It's from a
- A badger.
It's the school mascot of EMU.
We just got a match from the DNA
from the saliva
that was found on Cassie's body.
I ran it through every system.
We got a hit on a guy
who's donated sperm
more than anyone, ever,
Lane Scott Piven.
A member of Epsilon Theta.
Those damn ETs,
they paddled Saul with a frat bat.
I'm sorry.
I-I-I pledged Gamma Gamma Psi
when I was back in school,
and our rivals The Epsilons.
You pledged what?
Gamma Gamma gold, Villa.
G-Dogs for life.
- G-Dog?
- For life! Yes.
Now, can we please
go put the screws to Lane?
He's our new prime suspect.
Yes, I'll drive.
- One car?
- Yes, one car.
Let's go.
One car.
[Sighs] This must be it.
Rosie, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for
the things I said.
Y-You were right about everything.
I just hope you can forgive me.
So can we talk about Eddie?
I didn't say I wanted to talk about it.
I just said you were right.
I just want us to move on.
She say she never seen
no doors lift like this
She say she never see
nobody fresh like this
Didn't know island boys
dress like this
We're looking for Lane Piven.
Yeah, that's me. I'm Lane.
- What do you want?
- We know what Lane looks like.
Lady, you don't know what you know.
You're standing in front
of a picture of him.
Well, Lane's super busy, so
Cassie Hanson was murdered,
and do you realize
you're talking to a cop?
You got to be smarter, my man.
[Chuckling] See, I'm not your man, bro.
I'm Epsilon, and you're in our house.
So unless you want to pledge
Oh, no, no.
No can do, my friend.
Okay? I'm a G-Dog.
Alpha chapter.
Former president, thank you.
Hear that, boys?
We got an enemy in our midst.
Tell me, you bring your cute,
little stepping boots with you?
No, but I brought my big-ass cane.
- Your cane?
- Yeah, my cane.
- What do you do with a cane?
- It's a cane. It's
Okay. Enough, enough.
Lane Piven. Where is he?
[Engine starts]
[Tires squealing]
[Car horn honks]
- Hey, man!
- Lane, you all right?
Well, Detective,
you want the cameras on or off
for this interrogation?
- What?
- The cameras.
Do you want to just flip them off,
enjoy a little creative freedom
with our frat boy here
until he's ready to break?
[Door opens]
Villa: Ah, there's my little Epsilon.
[Door shuts]
Lane: Hey, just because you're a fox
doesn't mean
I'm gonna talk to you, okay?
Oh. Oh, you think I'm a fox?
[Chuckling] That's so sweet.
Lane, can I paint you a picture
that's just as ugly
as that ridiculous portrait
of you back at the frat house?
I painted that myself,
and it's dope.
Wow, you should never paint
again, and you never will,
because I think you're going
to prison for murdering Cassie.
I didn't kill anyone.
Yet you jumped in your car
and tried to run.
That doesn't scream "innocent" to me.
Because I stiffed the party-bus guy,
and stole the school mascot,
too, which I still can't find.
And I sent some nasty texts to Cassie,
but it's because she might be
the only chick on campus
who doesn't want to have
some sex with me.
Wow. You want to know what I think?
I think she embarrassed you on that bus
in front of your brothers.
I think you followed her
to the parking garage
and fought with her.
Maybe her phone was just an accident.
You tell me.
Right, you and Villa
Rumor mill out in the pen was on point.
You guys click like crazy.
Come on, man. Talk to me.
Is it more than a work thing?
- Just a work thing.
- Really?
So, why was your vibe
laced with so much tension
when I first rolled in?
Some other drama between you two?
- Everything's fine.
- Everything's not fine.
You know, I'm here
if you ever want to hang, chat about it.
I'm good, yeah.
- Yeah, I'm good. Yeah.
- Okay. All right.
The bruising on Cassie's arms
from where you grabbed her
tells me you got physical.
Come on. We pulled your prints
from her skin.
You can't pull prints from skin.
Are you high right now?
No.
I don't think so.
Maybe. Why?!
Because if you think we can't
pull prints from bare skin,
then you must have smoked a fatty,
or you're just extra dumb, or both.
Did we pull prints from this guy?
No. No, we did not.
Okay, I grabbed her,
and I tried to French kiss her.
French kiss, like Like from the '80s?
Yeah, but she wasn't down,
so I just asked her for a hickey,
just so I had something
to show the dudes on Monday.
Are you a real person?
Look, Cassie was all upset
about her mom dying a couple months ago,
and she was acting all weird, okay?
Girl was rubbing sunscreen on
herself on a party bus at night.
I mean, who does that?
Sunscreen?
Analgesic.
Cool. Analgesic.
- What?
- It's a topical pain reliever.
I think I know why
the inside of Cassie's body
doesn't match the outside.
I ran the blood splits,
and you were right
Hemophilia, which is weird,
'cause that's
- Very rare in females.
- Yeah, less than a 1% chance.
No wonder it didn't show up
in her medical records.
She must have been recently
diagnosed here in Miami.
And now we know why her internal
wounds are so extreme.
Right.
Abnormal bleeding
because of the blood disorder.
Mitchie, did Cassie's mother
have the same disease?
Not according to her medical records.
And the HiSeq comes through
in the clutch. No big deal.
The hair fibers that we found on
Cassie not from the badger.
But they were from an animal,
just not a live one.
It's chemically treated sheep's wool.
You're welcome.
Sheep's wool?
Wow.
- Wow?
- Lane didn't do it.
This is big.
[Indistinct conversations,
telephones ringing]
I got something go-o-o-o-o-d!
Mm-hmm. Ladies first. Stop it.
Cassie was exchanging e-mails
with Susan Sanchez,
the reporter from FOX,
about meeting today.
She said that Cassie promised
that her story was explosive.
I'm thinking we were right about
the mayor having an affair.
And I'm thinking we were wrong
about the affair.
- Are you sure?
- Positive.
They weren't lovers.
Mayor Esparza was Cassie's father.
So, Cassie had a rare form
of hemophilia.
Her mother didn't have it,
so I believe she inherited it
from her dad.
And you think Mayor Esparza has this
disease?
I do, but I have to get a look
at his upper torso
and his lower body to be sure.
Doctor, I'm no doctor,
but I'm pretty sure
that's the whole body.
It is.
Great! So, should I ask
the mayor to swing by
and get naked in the pen?
You know what we should do?
We should all get naked.
Make it less weird for him.
Well, Captain, we know Cassie
was about to go to the press.
Maybe she was gonna tell the world
she was the mayor's illegitimate child.
All right.
Should we draw straws to see
who gets to drag the mayor
into an interrogation room?
Oh, you don't got to drag him anywhere.
Best place to question him
on his own turf,
and I should be the one to do it.
I love the short straw.
What do you say, Captain?
I don't hate this plan.
I do, and I'll interrogate the mayor.
We both know it's a bad idea
for you to do it
for so many reasons, don't we?
Well, the day I let politics
stop me from doing my job
is the day I stop being a cop.
Look, I get a confession, case closed.
I don't, maybe one less bald guy
you got in the basement.
Do what you got to do.
Anything I should know before I go?
Ira, I barely knew this girl.
Big secrets have a way
of biting you in the ass.
Believe me, I know.
Mr. Mayor, you looked out for me.
You know how much I care
about this job, this city.
We're the same that way.
I want to look in your eyes
the same way you looked in mine
a couple of weeks back
and hear the truth.
You think I killed Cassie?
The man I know could never
do something like that,
and I'm praying right now
that you didn't.
Ask away.
[Cellphone beeps]
You have an image. Pristine.
A Senate run coming up
that you got in the bag.
I mean, there's no stopping
a rock star like you
from laying his head
once where Obama laid his.
But a media blitz about an affair,
having a child out of wedlock?
That could jeopardize everything.
What are you asking for? DNA?
I don't need it.
Cassie had something called
T-cranial hemophilia
Likely inherited from her father.
You mind rolling up your sleeve
so I can check
for an intravascular port?
You get a lot of blood
transfusions, yeah?
When Cassie's mother died,
she found some letters,
discovered I was her father.
She contacted me.
I was open to having
a relationship with her.
I just asked her
if she could keep it a secret
till after elections.
She agreed.
So why was she gonna
go to the press?
What are you talking about?
Sheep's wool from this rug
was found on her body.
She visited you hours before she died,
I'm thinking, to tell you
she was gonna spill the beans.
Do not lie to me!
I swear, if she was in my office
yesterday, I didn't see her.
So you were home with Linda
at the time of Cassie's murder?
[Scoffs]
Your long-suffering wife
still covering up for your bad habits?
Who were you with?
Hanna Conner, my assistant.
So, am I in the clear?
You know, I kept a lot of
secrets for my children's sake.
[Cellphone beeps] But your secret
might be the reason why
your daughter was murdered.
So, yeah, I think you're in the clear.
But I can't say the same
for your conscience.
[Speaks indistinctly] Hey, Cap.
You're gonna want to hear this.
Okay, the mayor didn't kill Cassie.
Came clean with his alibi,
and it checked out.
Well, I'd take your word for it,
but you guys are friends, yeah?
Look, it's all here.
Listen for yourself.
I'm hungry. Anybody want anything?
I'm buying.
Honey bun and a cup of coffee.
Honey bun?
All right.
But get your own coffee.
- So, what now?
- Okay.
- We got nothing?
- Actually, no.
We do have something. Cassie's
hemophilia wasn't discovered
until she took a paternity test
in Miami a few months ago.
Meaning only a few people
would have known
that a fall down the stairs
would be fatal
because of her condition.
And of all the people
in the mayor's inner circle
Only one doesn't have an alibi.
I think I know who the killer is.
Yeah, me, too,
but we have no smoking gun.
Or do we?
[Banging] Hornstock: Come on.
Attie, I can't see
the image clearly. Clean it up.
[Sighs]
You're making me nervous.
- Yeah, it's your tone.
- Yes, it's your tone.
My man, can you please
tighten up on the fuzzy stuff
and focus in on the eyes?
Now, that's how you talk to people.
And there's our killer.
Rosie, you know
what's kind of crazy
What's that, Villa?
- Technology.
- Really? Crazy, how?
Well, say a killer
smashed his victim's phone,
but in the process,
it accidently snapped a picture
of his twisted face.
- What?!
- Yep.
Then you get Attie over here,
a gifted tech genius
- That's me.
- Put your hand down.
Attie over here does a bunch
of nerdy stuff, and
Boom. We find this.
This came from Cassie's phone.
We knew you were there
when she went down those stairs.
Which means you were the one
that killed her.
You knew about her hemophilia,
discovered after paternity test.
And you also knew that a fall
down the stairs
for someone in Cassie's
condition could prove fatal.
James, you want to explain this?
She threatened you.
She was gonna ruin your reputation.
[Clear throat] Our future.
In two election cycles,
we'll be in the White House.
She refused to keep her mouth shut,
and, um, I didn't think
anyone was gonna miss her.
We didn't think you'd step
right into our trap.
See, James, we didn't need
a smoking gun to nail you.
So we created our own.
There was no image
on Cassie's phone.
But it didn't take long
for Attie to mock one up.
You can't do that.
Actually, I-I think we just did do that.
And you're done.
[Handcuffs clicking]
[Button clicks]
Mayor Esparza, are you okay?
No, I'm not.
[Voice breaking]
I'll never get a chance to say
everything I wanted to say to Cassie,
to make amends,
have a relationship with her.
I don't think I could ever
forgive myself for that.
You're right.
You'll never know how amazing
your daughter really was.
And that's your fault.
Don't every forgive yourself, okay?
Ira?
What are you doing in here?
Just, uh, admiring
what you done with the place.
You know, this doesn't
have to be painful.
Yeah. It does.
Who's the kid?
That's me.
I recognize the building
Hillside and Lenox,
Saint Mels Home for Boys.
You were coming or going?
I was going.
Huh.
Okay.
- I prefer Darjeeling.
- Okay, and I bet you prefer
talking to Pippy about things
that are happening in your life,
but, uh, I kind of
turned hers upside down
and sent her to a hiding place
far, far away,
maybe a friend's house down the street.
Either way, my fault.
Tara, listen to me.
You've always been there for me
when I needed you,
shoulder to cry on,
words of wisdom.
You were my rock.
And now I'm here to be yours.
No matter what.
Mm.
Oh, my gosh. That's terrible.
Tea?
Mm-hmm.
Yes, please. Why did I do that?
I make room
Yes, I'm hurt
I'm moving on
Look past the moon
Look past the stars
I'm moving on
Moving on
[Knock on door]
Hey.
Um I was, uh
You're not gonna let me in?
- Villa
- Please, don't.
The two leads in your trash
are dead ends.
That's everything I have so far.
I'm gonna find out who killed Eddie,
and I just want to say thank you
for this. For what you've done,
because, you know what? I
I may have never found out.
But I don't want you
getting caught up
I'm in.
[Voice breaking] I don't know
what I'll do when I catch them,
- and I can't have you
- Villa, there's no way in hell
that I am not with you on this one.
Okay.
Let's get to work.
Let's get to work.